Chapter 11422
Although the urine bucket and spittoon are cleaned every day, due to their uses, even if you take care of them carefully every day, they will still be dirtier than other objects.
Especially this is not for his own house, but for his uncle's house. As Luo Fengtang is the nephew who was brought up by blacksmith Luo himself, and he is also a man, he feels that it is natural and natural for him to do these things. , and nothing.
But Qing'er is a woman. Her white, tender, fragrant and smooth hands are holding grass dumplings, dipped in soap locust powder, and scrubbing the inside and outside of the urine bucket inch by inch. I brushed it so carefully, seriously, and focused, without any perfunctory or disgust.
Luo Fengtang saw all this in front of his eyes and had mixed feelings in his heart. Marrying such a good wife was the luckiest thing he had ever done in his life!
"Qing'er, let me go!"
Luo Fengtang strode forward and took the urine bucket and straw ball from Yang Ruoqing's hand without any explanation.
"It's enough for me to wash both hands without dirtying the same thing. You don't need to wash it!" Yang Ruoqing avoided Luo Fengtang's hand and glanced at his whole body.
Well, all the clothes and socks she should wear were put on, so she felt relieved.
"These things are dirty, let me wash them." Luo Fengtang insisted again.
Yang Ruoqing smiled nonchalantly, "Wouldn't it stop being dirty after being washed? I'm not that pretentious. We are husband and wife. We serve our elders and we share the responsibility!"
This is really true. Luo Fengtang was heartbroken.
He glanced away and found that Yang Ruoqing was busy washing the urine bucket, but the spittoon had not been washed yet.
He rolled up his sleeves and squatted down next to her. He picked up the spittoon and was about to put it into the water, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.
"Fool, if you want to wash the spittoon, you can squat upstream of me. How can you squat below me?"
What she washes is a pee bucket!
Luo Fengtang reacted, grinned, and obediently stood up and squatted on the other side of Yang Ruoqing.
“Come on, get the soap powder too.” Yang Ruoqing ordered.
“Hmm!”
The husband and wife squatted side by side, each washing the objects in their hands.
If a stranger passes by and sees this scene from a distance, he will probably just sigh that the woman in this family is lucky to be married to a good man who knows how to care for her.
He actually accompanied me and helped me wash these items.
But if that person knew the identity and family status of the couple, he would probably be even more shocked that his eyes would fall to the ground.
Although from the outside, the ditch is a very harmonious and loving scene.
However, among the two parties involved, the topic being discussed at the moment was serious, even dignified.
Because what the two of them were discussing was exactly about Blacksmith Luo's next treatment plan.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I came here this morning and heard that my uncle's voice was hoarse."
"Asked him how he felt, he said it hadn't gotten worse."
"In my understanding, If there is no obvious improvement, it is slowly getting worse. We need to pay more attention to it. We cannot just treat it slowly day by day and wait."
"Tang Yazi, you said. What?”
Luo Fengtang has been listening carefully to Yang Ruoqing's words, and at the same time, his face is also thinking.
He pondered and said: "Actually, I was planning to discuss this matter with you today."
"Well, you say." "According to my observations of the uncle over the past two nights. , I feel that the medicine prescribed by Brother Wang Sheng is not very effective."
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
If the medicine is right for the symptoms, even if it is traditional Chinese medicine, the effect will actually come quickly.
"So, my idea is that when Brother Wangsheng comes to check his pulse today, we will ask him openly and honestly in private. If it doesn't work, we will go to the county to find another expert!" Luo Fengtang added .
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I think so too. My uncle's voice has become very hoarse due to coughing."
"When he was sitting there awake, he seemed to be snoring. This was obvious. It’s a problem with the lungs and bronchial tubes.”
“Brother Fu and Wang Sheng’s medical skills are probably beyond their control. You see, they went to the county town to cure it a few years ago.”
Luo Fengtang said softly, "But this time, my suggestion is not to take the person to the county. I go directly to the county medical center and find a team of doctors to come and treat him at home!"
Yang Ruoqing His eyes lit up, "That's a good idea. We'll run over there ourselves, it's a lot of inconvenience."
"Uncle himself is also very resistant to that. It feels like being away from home. We have been away from home for a long time and miss our children. "
"Inviting the doctor team to the home for treatment is nothing more than giving us more money. I believe that the shop owner of Yihechun is willing to cooperate!”
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Power is something that Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rarely use right outside their homes.
In their hometown where they were born and raised, the couple have always admired the idea of harmony with light and dust.
But power is a waste if it is left unused, especially when it is needed, it is really needed.
"If the team of doctors at the county medical center can't figure it out, we'll go to Qing'an County to find it. If Qing'an County can't figure it out, we'll go to Changhuaizhou to ask for a famous doctor. I still don't believe it!" Yang Ruoqing said again! explain.
Luo Fengtang raised his head and looked at the official road, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.
Yang Ruoqing saw through what he was thinking at a glance, and stood up with the cleaned urine bucket in her hand: "Don't hesitate, and don't discuss with Brother Wangsheng. Let's go home right now. You go wash your face and have a full meal. Then hurry up and go to the county hospital to bring in reinforcements!"
In the evening of that day, Luo Fengtang arrived at Changping Village with two or three doctors and three medical practitioners from the county town.
In the village, Yang Ruoqing had informed her family members of the decision during the day, including the person involved, Blacksmith Luo.
Everyone applauded this method. In everyone’s words, it was a matter of balancing both aspects.
However, only people like Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang can invite the county's medical team to their homes.
If it were anyone else, even if they had money, it would be difficult to do it.
After knowing all this, Blacksmith Luo was even more moved, and the old man's eyes were red.
“My health is not up to par, and it’s a drag on the children...”
Wang Cuilian stood at the door across a door and loudly warned Blacksmith Luo: “If you really feel like this "Look, the kids are making up their minds about the fish pond, so if you want to rent it out, don't say anything!"
Blacksmith Luo was silent.
The fish pond is something that gives him a great sense of accomplishment, but...
“That’s all, I’m old and unable to do what I want. The children have to make the decision regarding the fish pond!”
< br>When Wang Cuilian heard this, a stone weighing on her heart fell to the ground.
I’m afraid this old man is stubborn!
It will be easier if you finally give in to your body and relax.
That night, after the three doctors arrived at Luo's house, they simply drank a few sips of tea, went to the toilet, washed their hands, and then went straight to the backyard to check Blacksmith Luo's pulse...
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